The arrival of the wild boar has brought a great shadow to this small remote mountain village, and countless villagers have died under the crazy trampling of this wild boar, and the wild boar that brought such a catastrophe has disappeared at this moment.

The village chief walked tremblingly in the village with a cane in hand, and behind him was a group of surviving young people, who were leading them to save those who had not yet died.

And they not only need to carry out those who are pressed under the rubble, but also need to carry those who are not dead but have fallen into a coma to Langzhong in the village in time.

The old village chief silently counted the number of people left in the distant mountain village in his heart, and the old village chief's heart trembled with every person counted, because it meant that the distant mountain village had lost another person.

When the old village chief led the people past the door of a house, he saw a woman and a man kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly in front of the corpse of a child.

The woman recognized by the old man, the woman in the remote mountain village has always been very mean and shrewd, usually likes to be greedy, and even drives out her nieces.

But at this time, the mean woman eventually turned into a poor mother who lost her child.

The old man sighed and continued to walk towards the next house.

"The wild boar just now, what's going on?"

Zhang Ming was lying unconscious in front of the offering table in the mountain temple, but at the moment, he was talking to Lin Jianghe, who came out of the bamboo stick, with his divine sense.

As for why Lin Jianghe came out?

It's not that I'm afraid that Zhang Ming will be arched by that wild boar!

Now that he has appeared, Lin Jianghe seems to be willing to say a word or two to Zhang Ming, it seems that it is also because the only person who can talk to Lin Jianghe at this moment is Zhang Ming, after all, he is a person who has been locked up in the dungeon for five years.

If you don't talk about it, you probably forget how to speak.

"What else could it be? I guess I ate some elixir and turned it into a roast suckling pig!"

Hearing the spirit fruit in the mouth of the Lin River, Zhang Ming was stunned, because the spirit fruit was very unfamiliar to Zhang Ming.

At the beginning, when Zhang Ming detected that his cultivation talent was a piece of garbage, he had already given up on the path of cultivation, and it happened that the family was in trouble at that time, and he began to manage the affairs of the Zhang family from that time.

"And what about the mountain god in this temple?"

Lin Jianghe glanced at the increasingly dilapidated sculpture of the mountain god.

"The incense is cut off, the golden body is broken, and it is estimated that it won't last long!"

Listening to Lin Jianghe's words, Zhang Ming's divine sense looked at the mountain god.

I saw that among the broken sculptures of the mountain gods, there was a dull golden figure slowly disappearing.

The mountain god closed his eyes tightly, and two faint puffs of smoke from the void lingered around the mountain god.

A stream of smoke came from the little girl in the red jacket, and another smoke wafted from the distant mountain village, as for who it was, Lin Jianghe didn't care.

After casually answering Zhang Ming's question, Lin Jianghe flew out and circled around the distant mountain village, listening to the sound of people's wails resounding all over the field.

Although Lin Jianghe is a big boss in Heihu Mountain, his usual calendar is to take his younger brother to various villages to search for money, so as not to kill people indiscriminately.

Now this kind of scene that can be called a slaughtering village, Lin Jianghe is also the first time to see it, but Lin Jianghe is already a person who is not a ghost or a ghost at this moment.

So I don't feel much about this kind of life-and-death scene.

After lingering over the distant mountain village for a while, Lin Jianghe tried to fly into the distance again, and he flew along the place where the wild boar was running wildly.

From afar, he saw that the boar that had eaten the wrong thing was slowly burning on a piece of snow, and the faint smoke around the boar carcass rose into the air.

Lin Jianghe took advantage of the smoke to run to smell it, but unfortunately he didn't feel any aura, nor did he feel the aroma of the wild boar's barbecue, it was just a simple puff of smoke slowly passed through Lin Jianghe's body, and then spread towards the sky, and then disappeared.

Lin Jianghe was in a daze for a while.

At this time, how could the villagers of Yuanshan Village think that the culprit who returned to their home was burning quietly in the wild at the moment, and maybe some carnivorous animals would come over and eat it all.

Lin Jianghe felt that all of this seemed to be a fate.

The wild boar ate an elixir, and then burned out his brain, and then the wild boar with his brain burned out ran frantically towards the bottom of the mountain, originally running directly through the alley of the mountain temple and running far away.

However, the dying mountain god in the mountain temple forcibly blinded the little girl in the red jacket in order to save her, so that she had to make a detour and run towards the distant mountain village.

In the last rampage, the villagers of Yuanshan Village were killed and injured, and the wild boar did not end so well, and finally it was accidentally swallowed and burned completely.

The worst-case outcome may not even be a whole corpse.

It's all fate!

Lin Jianghe shook his head in the air and expressed his feelings, and continued to fly towards the distance.

He wanted to see how far away he could be from the bamboo stick, for the bamboo stick that saved his life, Lin Jianghe didn't feel grateful at all, on the contrary, he couldn't wait to escape.

God knows that the group of terrifying guys inside yesterday were still thinking about how to eat themselves, if it weren't for the accident, Lin Jianghe became the instrument spirit of the bamboo stick, I'm afraid Lin Jianghe would have been swallowed by the guys in front of him and there would be no scum left.

Lin Jianghe flew and flew in the air, and flew far, far away.

Suddenly, Lian Jianghe's vision was blurred, and then, he found that he had returned to the mountain temple in an instant, and his body was the guy who was still lying and pretending to be dead, Zhang Ming.

The angry Lin Jianghe spat at Zhang Ming in the air to express his greeting.

Then he immediately submerged directly into the bamboo stick on Zhang Ming's chest and did not come out again.

And Zhang Ming watched as a mouthful of luminous light spit out by Lin Jianghe slowly floated onto his body, and then disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face.

This senior, it's really naughty and excessive!

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The sun is setting,

The howling mountain breeze blows from the boundless forest to the small village at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, although the small village called Yuanshan Village was still in ruins, most of the bodies had been found and buried, and the injured were rescued by others and taken to intact houses.

Now everyone in the village is gathered in the old chief's thatched hut.

They listened to the howling mountain wind outside, and quietly looked at the lights and candles in front of them, but they didn't know what they were thinking, maybe they were thinking about the dead people in the village, or thinking about their injured relatives, or even thinking about what to do in the future.

For a while, everyone was confused.